Chapter 162, Rebuilding Barrier 113
After all, Ren Xiaosu did not tell Luo Lan the truth about the winter negative south, he felt that at least have to wait for seven days to stay after the deadline to say better, in case Luo Lan saw the nose and face of winter negative south, and then make any trouble how to do.
At this time in the house, Dong Negative South simply hate to marry Luo Lan, as long as Luo Lan is willing to take her away, but the problem is that Chen Wou-enemy this time to tie her too strong ah, and Wang Fugui this goods don’t know where to get a herb stuffed into her mouth, her mouth directly numb to the inability to move!
Herbs this thing in the store is a lot, but winter negative South can not understand how this family is so skillful ah!
It must be said that although Wang Fugui is a good person, but as a drifter who has lived for so long, he always has a few tricks up his sleeve.
Unlike the wallflowers, they had to meet danger from birth.
Luo Lan spoke to Dong Neg Nan through the door for a while, but talking to himself was too pointless, so he felt bored even after a while.
Ren Xiaosu smiled cheerfully and said, “Have a drink of water if you’re thirsty.”
Luo Lan sighed as he sat down on a chair in the courtyard, “This Li Shentan coming out of the mental hospital is really a bit surprising, I’ve been careful enough to be afraid that he’ll come out and stir things up.”
“What I’m curious about is,” Ren Xiaosu asked, “Do none of you know that he’s a member of the Li family?”
At this moment, Luo Lan carefully recalled the details of the past, and he confirmed that the information he had gotten did not mention anything about the Li Consortium, but he suddenly remembered the three videos he had watched, and at that time, he was even able to feel the other party’s sense of loneliness and abandonment through the screen.
Luo Lan said, “You heard him describe himself as an outcast of the Li family, I’m afraid that he himself was imprisoned by Li, right?”
“Why would Li imprison his own son?” Ren Xiaosu wondered.
“How would I know this,” Luo Lan said despondently, “The inside of the consortium isn’t as nice as you think, the collusion is everywhere, if you want to get ahead in the family, you have to step on the shoulders of your siblings to climb up the ladder.”
“Then how many siblings’ shoulders have you and Qing Zhen stepped on?” Ren Xiaosu laughed.
As a result, Luo Lan suddenly said seriously, “Qing Zhen and I have no choice, he’s a born leader, so he should walk to the top of the mountain to see the scenery.”
“What about you?” Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment and said, he realized that this Luo Lan was actually so defensive of his brother.
When Wang Fugui wanted to ask for payment for saving his life, Luo Lan first said that his life was not worth anything, but when he mentioned Qing Zhen, he suddenly became extraordinarily generous.
“Me?” Luo Lan smiled, “I have a rotten life, I can live any way I want.”
There was no resentment in Luo Lan’s tone when he said this, as if he himself felt that it was justified, that his brother should be exalted, and that he was a rotten life.
“By the way,” Luo Lan glanced at Ren Xiaosu, “Don’t be too conspicuous lately, even Yang’s has gotten to this ledge, and there’s still someone hiding in Fire Seed, and now that the Demon Whisperer has come out to stir up the pot, hell knows what’s going to happen.”
Ren Xiaosu stared at him in a daze, “Is it appropriate for you to say this to me, isn’t the most conspicuous person in the ledge right now you!”
“Hahahahaha is it?” Luo Lan laughed, “I’m so outstanding?”
Ren Xiaosu was shocked, what’s wrong with you being so proud?
“By the way, the mob’s people are here too,” Luo Lan suddenly got angry, “Someone blew up two of my cars from afar, anyone who can do such a thing idly must be someone from the mob!”
It was only at this moment that Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaoguan might be someone from the mob? But he suddenly thought of a question, just now Luo Lan said that Yang Clan also came, could this Yang Clan Consortium and Yang Xiaoguan have any relationship?
“What about your Qing Clan?” Ren Xiaosu looked at Luo Lan, “You Qing Clan just sent you, huh?”
“Who are you looking down on here?” Luo Lan didn’t have the heart to say, “What’s wrong with me? Am I good with one?”
“Uh-huh, I mean didn’t Qing send anyone to support you,” Ren Xiaosu said curiously.
“No, they’re busy dealing with 113 Barriers and Realm Mountain right now.”
……
The terrain of Barrier 111 was not flat and regular, it was high in the west and low in the east, and the entire barrier was built alongside a mountain.
The mountain in Barrier 111 was called Ginkgo Mountain, and in the season when the leaves of the ginkgo tree were yellow, this mountain was all golden.
And the headquarters of the Qing Clan Consortium was located on the mountainside.
At this moment, a train convoy was departing from the city towards Ginkgo Mountain, and the pedestrians in the barriers pushed aside, knowing that these were the bigwigs of the Qing Clan Consortium, the Presidium members.
Basically, at this time of the month, the bigwigs of the Qing Clan would drive to Ginkgo Mountain in droves to hold meetings, discussing matters that could determine the lifeblood of the consortium.
At night, the huge manor on Ginkgo Mountain was already brightly lit, and the secluded conference room was filled with thirteen men, ranging from young people, middle-aged people, and older people.
On the walls of the conference room hung huge tiger heads, which were dead tigers made into taxidermy. Humans have always had such a bad taste, the king of all beasts in life, but after death, they are just the playthings of human beings, this is the power of human beings.
The entire conference room was opulent, as if this place had never endured the effects of the plague and always held power.
The old man at the top position tapped his fingers on the desktop, “How is the progress of Qing Huai?”
“They had already bypassed Borderlands Mountain a day before yesterday, and it is estimated that they should have arrived at Barrier 113 today,” a middle-aged man said, “He went there to first clear out the remnants of the experimental subjects, and then when the subsequent post-disaster reconstruction forces arrived, they went to Borderlands Mountain to look for the creature in the caldera, and now that the creature should be have fallen back into a deep sleep and doesn’t seem to be planning on getting out of the crater, we suspect it’s dependent on the volcano’s temperature.”
“Can Qinghuai handle it,” the older man at the top asked calmly, “The coal mines near the 113th Barrier are vital and must be rebuilt as soon as possible.”
“Qinghuai brought a combat brigade there, it’s still no problem to deal with a few hundred experiments,” the middle-aged man replied.
“The resources near the 113th Barrier are vital, the post-disaster reconstruction must be completed as soon as possible, Qingyun, you cooperate with them to deploy stragglers over there to work,” the old man said.
A young man sitting at the very end of the room smiled and said, “Okay understood.”
The young man’s hair was neatly combed back, the glossy strands were as elegant as crystal in the light.
“Need to proceed with caution, if something goes wrong you won’t have to sit here in the future,” the old man frowned.
The young man bowed his head, “Okay.”
Someone beside him laughed, “There’s no need to be so harsh with young people.”
The old man did not answer, but suddenly asked, “What is Qing Zhen doing now?”
“Apart from going to listen to tunes every day, he doesn’t do anything else,” someone replied, “The tunes he listens to are not purposeful, and he doesn’t have a preferred songstress.”
“Well,” the old man nodded his head flatly, “Let’s air him out first, the young man’s sharpness is too strong, he needs to be thwarted. He needs to know that the power of money comes from the exchange system, but the power of power comes from the organization, without a home, there are no rules, and no power.”
None of the others commented on the matter, however just then there was a knock on the door of the conference room.
The old man said softly, “Come in.”
The visitor was a secretary who whispered something beside the old man’s ear, only to see the old man’s frown deepen as he raised his head to look at the others present, “The 7th Combat Brigade led by Qinghuai was attacked by the experimental body, and is now retreating, with more than half of them dead or wounded.”